Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 56269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Katie licked her lips, eyes going wide as she took in the sight. Her breasts heaved under that ugly green dress, the outlines of her nips visible beneath the thin fabric. What would they feel like in my mouth? Hard, yet luscious? What would her twat taste like, leaking against my tongue?
The brunette was shy, but again, weddings do strange things to women. Because hormones go crazy in this environment, and the girl flushed again beautifully before biting her lip, those big brown eyes wide yet excited.
“Yes, I liked it,” she murmured, eyes cast down. But then she looked up quickly, taking us all in. “Is there more? I- I mean with all of you?” she whispered shyly, stammering a bit.
And oh shit, but we were done for. Because this little girl was the answer to our dreams. We’d come to Nowhere USA expecting the worst, prepared to be bored out of our minds. In fact, the jet was refueling right now, ready to whisk us back to the excitement of big city life.
But instead, everything turned on a dime. A curvy, innocent girl had just admitted to craving dick, and not just one dick, but three. Although she hadn’t said so explicitly, her body was already reacting, a warm, hungry cunt smell rising in the air between us, her nips likes rocks beneath the dress.
So hell yeah, we’re gonna stay. We’re gonna stay in this godforsaken town. We’re gonna find out what this sweet female has to give … and take everything, until she’s screaming and moaning, bent over with no place to go.
CHAPTER FOUR
Katie
Oh my god, was our secret safe?
Did they see Tyler pop his dick out during the ceremony?
Did they see how I eyed it hungrily?
Because I wasn’t expecting much from this wedding. After Elaine’s shit fit, I figured I’d stumble down the aisle, smile frozenly during the vows, and then go to the reception and be merry. A normal level of merry, not weird and drunken.
But suddenly, the world was different. Regular Katie, the old me, is level headed. I’m the one who’s always the designated driver, the one people make fun of because I set a hard stop a two drinks per night.
But suddenly, the world seemed like it was full of magic and endless possibilities. A golden glow limned everything, making each object shine. Even regular people like Elaine’s Aunt Ida seemed out of a fairytale, her glasses sparkling mysteriously, that tightly curled white hair snowy and pristine.
It’s the influence of the groomsmen, Tyler, Kane and Mason. I know it deep in my bones, the certainty permeating my being. The three of them have transformed everything, making even the mundane extraordinary.
Because Tyler, Kane and Mason are hands-down gorgeous, putting all the other guys to shame. And it wasn’t their thousand dollar suits. It was them, full stop. Tall and commanding, with bronzed skin and penetrating blue eyes that made me go liquid deep inside. Builds that were straight out of a muscle mag with broad shoulders and deep chests, narrowing to a vee. The three of them were male model perfect, except they weren’t male models at all.
Because male models are twenty-one year old beanpoles, guys who have cereal for brains. By contrast, these dudes are titans of industry, people who have so much money that it simply didn’t matter anymore. Bobby had mentioned a little in passing. The Virgin Islands? Please, these folks had their own private islands. Gstaad? They owned a slope in the Austrian Alps. And as for this wedding, Tyler, Mason and Kane had allegedly flown in on a private plane, just the three of them in the cabin.
So I was out of my comfort zone for sure. Because no one’s ever been interested in me. My hair’s too frizzy, the brown curls puffing up like a poodle sometimes. And I can’t find anything to wear, the shops only have stuff for girls who are half my size. So yeah, either I’m dressed like a grandma or a nun, take your pick.
But for some reason, these guys found me attractive. Despite the fugly green dress, their eyes were glued to my form the entire ceremony. And when Tyler popped his cock out? I almost dropped to my knees right then, begging him for a taste, saliva heavy in my mouth.
So when they surrounded me during cocktail hour, it’d been all I could do not to offer myself then. I wanted to rip off my dress and spread my legs, cooing and beckoning, urging them to use my body.
But no, this made no sense. This is me, Katie Evans, boring girl. Not just dull, but a twenty-two year-old virgin. It’s crazy, I know. Most girls lose their virginity at fourteen, but here I am, a whole eight years older, and still intact. I’ve never had a man in there, not penis, not fingers, not anything. I’ve never even pushed a toy in. Sure, the vibrator rubs against my clit, making me scream and juice, but there’s no penetration. I guess being a romantic at heart, the thought of long, hard, live dick being my first makes my heart thump with anticipation.